And it happened again. In exchange for an amazing story from  Fischie (Which will be posted on his account soon), I tried drawing a gryphon for the first time in my life, and I'm glad I did. This is one of the few drawings I'm completely happy with how it turned out. But... in the end, you can judge for yourself. ^w^

And down below you can find a short story from  Fischie as a nice addition. ^^
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With a mischievous grin around the edges of his long beak, Belo observed the scene before him, on the other side of the shrubbery he was hiding behind. Two snack sized people were robbing a third one at knifepoint and the gryphon could not be happier. It means he was going to get an easy, satisfying lunch with a good chance of an entertaining after meal event. He waited until the criminals bagged the traveller’s coins and then leapt over his cover. With his beak being not much shorter than most people, the gryphon effortlessly engulfed the first robber past his hips in the most voracious nod imaginable. Without even stopping he plucked his first prey off the ground and stepped towards the second one, clasping his talons around him. A good squeeze and snake liberated his second course of their weapon before he pinned them down under his weight. The gryphon looked at his food’s victim with his intense blue eyes, keeping eye contact as he lifted his beak skywards and simply relaxed, letting the robber slide down into his crop under his own weight. The clothing tasted mediocre. Some of it was leather at least, but it had to do for now. At least he knew that it was wrapped around a nutritious core and that the robberee’s belongings were on his prey’s person and therefore stomach bound. He kept the scoundrel there, seeking to pull as much entertainment out of the encounter as he could. Flailing and pleading prey was such a rare and stimulating event. He was most interested in how the victim thought about the robber being reduced to a squirmy bulge in his feathery neck though. They had not turned to run yet, which was a good sign. Then he lifted the second robber by his legs and hovered him above his gaping beak. The scent of terror descending from the man was enough to be tasted on the air as Belo purposefully showed off his open gullet, complete with a view of his comrade’s feet, quickly getting pulled out of view, beyond the crop, towards certain digestion. Then he lowered the second guy into his beak, confirmed that he too would have benefitted from a stripping taste wise, and swallowed him without much fanfare. By the time the gryphon lowered his head again to face the person he probably just saved and traumatised, his midsection was already drooping in a visibly satisfying manner.
“Most people say thank you.” Belo chuckled as he smirked at the dumbfounded person before him, who stared at his sagging stomach, where his prey got noisily acquainted with his heated stomach juices. In Belo’s experience it was a good sign when those he rescued as a byproduct of dinner were more interested in his gut than his beak or talons.
“Yes, errr thank you. Dear gryphon.” stammered the person, hardly louder than the muffled screams emerging from Belo’s insides.
“Don’t worry, they will go quiet in a few minutes. I am really hungry, so the air in my belly is probably too acrid to breathe. Anyway, thanks for the nice dinner. I love it when I don’t have to work for my meals.”
The person nodded, still staring at the perceptibly slowing squirms under Belo’s belly fur.
“Anyway, if you want to continue your journey unmugged, you better come with me, I can share my shelter with you and keep you safe until the sun is up. I won’t be hungry for another day, so no worries.”
The person shuddered at the mention of two whole adults barely lasting the gryphon a day or two but then shook themself and replied.
“I already have been mugged. They have all my gold.” they groaned and Belo had to bite his tongue to not smirk.
“Well, then you should really come with me, stay the night and reclaim your gold tomorrow. There is a river nearby where you can wash it after I pass it.”
The little person’s eyes went wide when they realised how their belongings were going to leave the gryphon again, but agreed readily to join the beast for the night. The now visibly smirking gryphon confirmed by scent that the “Alright, but only because of the gold” was a blatant lie. The whole five minute walk the person remained close behind Belo, constantly staring at the swaying gut which already worked hard on liquefying the robbers, or under the gryphon’s tail where Belo’s imposing and or promising balls were nestled between his haunches. The gryphon smelled that his temporary companion liked either view a lot.

Eventually Belo entered a cave, hearing the person stopping as soon as they realised that the entire floor was covered in a thick layer of bleached fur, strewn with a few bones, claws and fragments of teeth. Belo knew his decor had an effect on his natural prey, even the ones kindly invited. With a sigh Belo laid down on his side, letting his busy stomach spill out before him and raised one of his hind legs. He had been smelling subdued excitement from his new friend the whole way back and now it was his time to bask in that attention and the feeling of a good meal weighing down his swollen stomach. An exotic erection quickly spilled from his warm furry sheath and he gave his companion an intensely probing stare in the off chance the person was looking at his head.
“Now that I am digesting your bandit problem, a little gratitude seems in order. If you do well and can not walk well tomorrow, I will carry you to your destination.”
The person tore his glance off that barbed and twice knotted cock dangling from the gryphon’s sheath and shining with an oily coating. They swept their glance to the honestly excited and intrigued avian head, then down to the churning stomach which processed their assailants and life savings alike and then back to the gently throbbing, way too big yet oddly inviting member. They figured out just how enthusiastic they wanted to be quite easily.

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